Howl Up (feat. Buckman Coe)

A howl needs a moon
The moon needs no man
The moon is a woman
With the ocean in her hands
Disaster is a lesson
There is no master plan

Time to Howl Up
Raise Your Chin While You Can
Time to Howl Up
Raise Your Chin While You Can
Time to Howl Up
Raise Your Chin While You Can

It's the countdown to the witching hour,
The acid builds while we climb the tower
The moon is high and so am I,
There's a price to pay and the comedown's nigh
Rumours of war, prophecies of fire
Woman, you're fine
It's the man that is dire

Time to Howl Up
Raise Your Chin While You Can
Time to Howl Up
Raise Your Chin While You Can
Time to Howl Up
Raise Your Chin While You Can

Doom and gloom, come for me soon
Ishtar descends to save her boon
From the depths of hell she builds her cry
Her thunderous roar will split the sky
Hubris will burn under her glare,
Her love is fierce but always fair

Time to Howl Up
Raise Your Chin While You Can
Time to Howl Up
Raise Your Chin While You Can
Time to Howl Up
Raise Your Chin While You Can



Credits
Writer(s): Richard Buckman Coe
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